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Watched to much Netflix today, it's running out of me
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The sound of a train, in the middle of the night.The sound of a scream, in broad daylightthe frantic sound, of a little dog, barking,a downed power li..
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I climbed the ratline, to take in the view.dropping crumbs on the fore deck, off you flew.Off in the distance, a rocky shore,seemed familiar, seemed a..
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Luxurious, tranquil, thoughts.confused, cluttered,mindquiet, calm, contentmentchaotic, manic time
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Time is a currency, that you can only spendIt’s not for sale, to borrow, or to lendWe waste it freely, everydayIt seems so plentiful, but we wil..
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resurrected from the ash heap
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old poem I thought id try again
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Was this the day, Apollo landed on the moon?
Or was Jimmy Hendrix, at Woodstock on stage soon?
Civil unrest all around, the world i..
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an old poem I ran across
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About the Human Race
Sharpened fingers,
Always poking in my face,
Is what I remember the most,
About the human race.
If yo..
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